Everyone in the Daojian Holy Land couldn't help but feel a chill behind her when she looked at the murderous gaze of the Jinwu clan.

They really can't blame them for this matter, they are all commands of the Holy Son.

They just act according to their orders, so why are they targeted to become enemies?

They were indignant, but they still didn't dare to say much for fear.

If they say it, they are beaten up by a group, and their Holy Son is no longer here, no one will stand up for them.

They can only place their hopes on Jian Fengyun in the Five Demon Ancestor City, hoping that he will take it lightly.

Unfortunately, Jian Fengyun did not let them get what they wanted.

The dragon transformation technique followed one after another, and the soul-destroying claw hit one after another.

Jian Fengyun is blessed with the source of the formation, and the divine power in his body is terrifying and consumed endlessly. These true methods that were consumed so much in the past are nothing to him at this moment.

"Donghuang Palm!"

"The Heavenly Ban finger!"

......

A series of terrifying true magic was revealed in Jian Fengyun's hands.

The whole person was like a demon, holding the Blue Star River in his hand, surrounded by dragon shadows and sword energy, black hair fluttering, and white clothes swinging.

Boom! Boom!

The huge palm prints kept falling from the air, slapped many killing gods to death.

The black dragon transformed by the Heavenly Ban finger has reached hundreds of ways, with the dragon shadows flashing and its fingers soaring into the sky.

The rare God Emperor's true magic in the past was like a money-free one in Jian Fengyun's hands, and dozens or hundreds of them were smashed out casually.

The streets deep in the Five Demon Ancestor City were pushed directly into ruins.

The terrifying smoke and dust filled the city, and the smell of blood soared into the sky.

Flashes of power mixed with smoke and dust, runes flashed, and the Taoist mist was almost impossible to see the figures in it.

However, the perceptions of warriors from all sides are very powerful. Even if they are not able to see their eyesight, they can still clearly feel what is happening inside.

The battle situation was indeed very tragic, and people kept falling down and turned into part of the pool of blood below.

However, none of these people are Jian Fengyun.

The figure in white clothes kept flashing, constantly taking action, and all the killing methods were used without any slightest power.

"Scary, terrible!"

Outside, some older generation warriors from various forces who came in from the suppression realm were amazed when they saw this scene.

"If this son does not die young, he will definitely be a giant that shakes the galaxy."

The hidden elder sighed.

"My clan's great holy spirit is far inferior to him in the Yuan Realm. This son has the style of a god emperor!"

A Taoist protector from a hidden clan exclaimed.

The younger generation of warriors did not feel obvious. They did not know what it meant to be able to crush the Divine Emperor Realm in the Divine Yuan Realm, but these older generation of warriors were very clear.

In the ancient history of the Galaxy, even some of the divine emperors recorded in the records did not have the charm of Jian Fengyun when they were young.

"I am worthy of being the Holy Emperor of the Holy Academy. It seems that the Holy Director is not old yet. This time I have hope for my galaxy in the battleground of gods and demons."

An old man from the Divine Emperor's Taoist throne nodded.

His eyes showed a look of praise, and then he felt a little regretful.

It would be great if Jian Fengyun was born in their power, then their lineage and this era would shake the galaxy again.

"Even the Taoist protectors of Taiyuan clan recognized it. There were two god emperors in the history of Taiyuan clan. The family of one two god emperors is stronger than the Dongfang clan. They all recognized Jian Fengyun."

There were some powerful Holy Land powerhouses on the side. When they saw the old man who nodded, they were shocked.

Taiyuan family, an ancient family in the galaxy, has been unable to escape from the world for many years. Every time they are born, their descendants will shake the galaxy.

This kind of power is very ancient, and no giants from all sides on the surface of the Galaxy may dare to fight it.

Outside the Five Demon Clan City, the various forces were very active, but they still did not affect Jian Fengyun in the city.

He was holding Blue Star River in his hand, and his feet were covered with corpses.

There were only 30 people left in the more than 500 geniuses who killed the God Guard.

These thirty people are all nine stars in the Divine Emperor Realm. They are imposing in an extraordinary aura and covered in defensive artifacts. They are obviously not very identifiable.

In fact, the cultivation of these thirty people is the seven or eight stars in the Divine Sect realm. However, in the five mysterious realms, the realm is suppressed, so they can only maintain the battle between the nine stars in the Divine Emperor realm and Jian Fengyun.

They are not Nine-Sword Demons, and they cannot enjoy the taboo means of a dynasty, helping them cover up some of the secrets of heaven and exert more strength.

Although the Nine-Sword Demon can exert his cultivation level of one-star in the Divine Sect realm, Lan Xinghe was lifted by Jian Fengyun, and his attack was limited everywhere, and he was almost suppressed and beaten, which was very frustrated.

As for the seven or eight powerful Youhuang Divine Dynasty who can exert their half-step Divine Sect cultivation, their status is not much different from that of the Nine Sword Demon.

They dare not use the means of truly exerting their combat power, for fear that Jian Fengyun would directly raise Lan Xinghe to resist and beat the second prince to death by then, and then they would have no way to survive when they returned to the Youhuang Divine Dynasty.

"Sword...wind...cloud..."

Lan Xinghe was carried in his hand by Jian Fengyun, covered with scars and vomited blood from his mouth. His whole consciousness was a little blurred, and he fell into a state of being confused and he wanted to fall into a coma but couldn't get out of it.

In this state, Lan Xinghe kept chanting Jian Fengyun's name in his mouth, wanting to kill him.

In his heart, Jian Fengyun had already been killed 70,000 to 80,000 times.

Every time Jian Fengyun waved his body to resist the attack, he killed Jian Fengyun hundreds of times in his heart.

Unfortunately, no matter how much hatred, angry, or even if he wants to kill Jian Fengyun, it is useless.

In reality, he was just a flesh shield held in Jian Fengyun's hand.

Dozens of people surrounded Jian Fengyun, but each one was far away from Jian Fengyun and dared not get close to him.

These powerful people from the Killing God Guard and the Youhuang Divine Dynasty no longer dare to take action.

Because their second prince was covered with wounds.

Although they can stop every time, Jian Fengyun often seizes the opportunity to see if the attack is about to fall and push the Blue Star River out of the moment, making them unable to control it. Some Killing Guards have forced their power to retaliate and seriously injured, and are then killed by Jian Fengyun.

"Jian Fengyun, tell me, what should I do to let the second prince go!"

The Nine-Sword Demon was also a little broken, and there were several wounds on his body, all of which were caused by Jian Fengyun taking the Blue Star River to attract his attention and then taking the opportunity to take the opportunity to take a damn move.

He now began to feel that his younger brother died at the beginning was not unfair.

Even if he meets such a sinister person, he can't stand it anymore.

"I want you all to die!"

Jian Fengyun grabbed Lan Xinghe in his hand, paused, turned his head to look at the Nine-Daughter Demon, and a "kind" smile appeared on his face.
Chapter completed!